Marie Lukasik Wallace ~ # I LIVE Poetry – I'm passionate about life and writing and all things creative and poetic!

Monthly Archives: May 2015

I glanced at my fridge to a note that used to be posted on my dad’s fridge. It says: “it’s the singer, not the song,” and I wondered if he really got to sing all that he wanted…it crushes me to think how he was trapped in his body and couldn’t say a word. How I know there was so much more he wanted to do and couldn’t. I wish we could have gotten him back home…if so, would he have died peacefully like Rufus (his dear four legged friend)? Doing all he wanted to do?

I know he hated the nursing home life and when he could speak begged me to bust him out of there…it broke my heart to leave him there because I knew how much he loved his recluse home life. Life, and consequently death, is so cruel sometimes!

(I wrote this poem two days ago…it’s a little morbid…but it sure got me thinking how important it is to get your song out before you can sing the notes anymore.) ~Namaste my friends, and may your loved ones rest in peace as well.